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Chapter 420: The Weird Place (3)

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    According to my past habits, as long as I can hit this time, then the next step will be easy, and even if I can't hit, I can adapt to the situation, so it's not a problem at all!

    As I turned around sharply, I raised my foot and went straight between the man's legs. I kicked it up, but it actually hit the man's legs.  With a cry, I couldn't even scream, and my hands were instinctively helpless between my legs.

    I then raised my fist, and viciously went straight to the bridge of the man's nose. With one punch, the man was instantly knocked down to the ground.  I held on to the door frames on both sides, jumped up, stepped over the man and rushed straight to the window without railings.

    When I rushed in, I really found that there was indeed more than one room in this room. When I entered the door, it should be a place similar to an office. Although the room next to it seemed to have a bed, it was not like a bedroom where I could rest.  district place.

    I have visited here flawlessly, so where do I have time to look at these things now?  As long as you can escape first, everything is fine!

    At the same time, there was a sudden noise behind me. I turned my head and watched. From the door I rushed in, several people appeared. They were the same people who were checking upstairs.

    They found that I had knocked down the man guarding here. I didn't care about anything else, and rushed in along the open lounge door, but I just stepped in, and I didn't realize what was going on.  There was a gust of wind, followed by a black shadow heading towards my head.

    The next second, I was stunned by something that hit the side of my face hard, and my whole body felt like a 'flicker', and fell to the ground instantly.

    This time, he was severely beaten, his eyes were blurred, his mind was dazed, and his mouth smelled of blood.  Vaguely, I saw a man standing in front of me. He was wearing the same attire as the other men. Obviously, he was in the room before and didn't know that I knocked down the man at the door.  But later, the people who came along found that I had knocked down the man and wanted to run away, which attracted the man's attention.

    Even though I was dizzy at the moment, I was still struggling to stand up, but the man didn't care about me at all. He stepped forward, grabbed my hair, grabbed my head, and slapped the wall viciously.  Collide.

    Following a few muffled bangs, I was knocked into darkness, completely dazed and weak, and blood flowed from my nose.

    Following the people who were at the door, seeing that the men here had already controlled me, they also rushed over. One of them was the man who was knocked down by me.

    The man stared at me viciously, his eyes were about to burst into flames. He had never suffered this kind of loss before, and he was so angry that he came straight to me with the electric shock baton in his hand.  And the man who was holding me saw that I was dazed, my body was calm and weak, and I was knocked so that I could not attack, so he simply threw me on the ground.

    The man holding the electric shock baton stepped forward, turned on the electric shock baton, and directly hit me with the electric sparks of 'pop'.  In an instant, my body was convulsed with bursts of severe numbness. The feeling was worse than death. The electric current passed through my body, like countless steel needles piercing through the body. The pain was unbearable.

    ?But I couldn¡¯t scream even if I wanted to, my body trembled violently. The man shocked me for a while, then took the electric shock baton away, and the pain in my body gradually weakened.

    Just as I recovered a bit, that man hit me with an electric shock baton again, and the severe pain invaded my whole body again.

    After torturing me back and forth like this twice, a woman behind him stopped him and asked him to throw me out.

    I was dragged on the ground by another man and pulled back into the hall.  And my consciousness is not clear at the moment, vaguely, in a haze, I saw in the hall, those people who were driven down from downstairs by them before, were in the hall, as if they were waiting for something.

    I was thrown aside casually, in a trance, and could only lie on the ground like this, feeling weak all over, the previous pain had not completely subsided, and I had no strength at all.

    The feeling of being shocked by an electric shock is really painful. I have never suffered such a crime since I was a child!  What the hell is this place?  Why is the woman in the body I am in locked up in this ghost place?  And why am I here?  What happened?

    Lying on the ground, he could only watch the 'lunatics' next to him, they seemed to be waiting for something.  After a while, someone came to distribute food.  But what was sent out was moldy food, such as steamed buns, pancakes, raw carrots, etc. There is no cafeteria here, and naturally there is no one to cook.?There are as many unpalatable things as are unpalatable.

    Because I had been shocked by the electric shock, I didn't have any energy in my body at this time, let alone go to get food, I could only lie on the ground, unable to move.

    When everyone saw the food, they were hungry and thirsty, and went up to grab it crazily, but those managers didn't care, they just threw the food on the ground and let everyone grab it, and they watched it interestingly.  , mainly for guarding purposes.

    Everyone grabs the food and eats it in big mouthfuls. No one is idle. It seems that everyone has acquiesced to this rule. Every day is like this. Some people who grab more will not share it with others who grab less.  And those who didn't get it would have to go hungry, so they could only find a way to grab some food from others when they had the opportunity.

    I suddenly feel that these people are very sad, and I don¡¯t know if they are mentally ill. Judging from their reactions, their minds are indeed abnormal, and they refuse to speak. There are so many people imprisoned, and this is not a prison. As long as everyone is united  , you can rush out!

    After more than an hour, my body gradually recovered. I turned over with great effort, supported my body with my elbows, and sat up little by little, while those other people had already finished eating their own food.  Food, start 'activity', some play cards, some look out the window, some are stacking blocks and so on.

    At this moment, it was much quieter. I looked at the original door in a blink of an eye. At this time, the door was closed, and there were no guards in the hall, only us were left.  I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but I think that the man who was kicked by me will definitely hate me. Seeing how he can shock me like that, I guess I have to be careful in the future!

    My stomach growled 'gurgling'. It's been a long time, and I haven't felt hungry. Now I suddenly feel hungry, and I feel panicked, and my stomach feels very uncomfortable. I really want to eat something.  But there is nothing here, how can there be anything to eat?

    Bad luck!  My escape plan failed, I didn't expect there was someone else in the room, it's justwhy is my reaction ability so slow now?  If this was the case before, no matter how anxious I am, I can still react!  Otherwise, how could he be attacked by that man?  They beat me up viciously and even gave me an electric shock afterwards!

    My face is tight, and the blood on it has dried up a bit, congealed on my face, making me uncomfortable.  The wound was still painful, and I touched the forehead, not only was the forehead broken, but it was also swollen a large piece!

    Although the man didn't kill me, he didn't do it lightly. He didn't kill me, which is already considered cheap for me!

    I noticed that in the corner of the room, there was a row of solid concrete sinks with faucets over there. I tried my best to stand up, but my feet were weak and I almost fell. I staggered and walked to the  By the sink, turn on the faucet, hold the water with both hands, and splash it on your face.

    The cold water is still very comfortable to pour on the face, but when it touches the wound, it hurts a little.  hurt.

    After I cleaned up, I turned around and continued to observe these people in the room. They seldom talked to each other, even when they played poker together, they seldom communicated.

    Under the window closest to me, sat a woman who looked about thirty years old. The woman just sat on the ground, leaning against the wall in a daze.  I looked around to make sure that no one noticed us here. I supported the sink and slowly approached the woman.

    Anyway, there is no one guarding us in the lobby on the first floor. I have to understand the situation here first!

    I slowly approached the woman, squatted down next to the woman, and tentatively whispered: "That hello, do you know where this is?"

    The woman didn't even look at me, she still just stared ahead, without moving a bit, she just sat quietly like a sculpture.

    Seeing that the woman was silent, I continued, "Why are we locked up here?"

    The woman still kept silent and didn't answer me a word, which made me a little embarrassed, I turned to secretly pointed to the closed door of the 'office' on the first floor, and whispered: "Those people what are they?  people?"

    But this woman just ignores me, doesn't speak, and doesn't even look at me. Am I air?  so I don't exist?

    I stretched out my hand and shook it in front of the woman, but the woman didn't respond at all. For a moment, I even thought that the person sitting here was not a person, but a dead body!  But the ups and downs of her chest proved that she was still alive and not dead!

    Forget it, I guess if I continue to ask, I won't be able to ask anything, and she won't answer me at all. It seems that I can only look for the next target!

    I turned my head and looked around. A few people who were playing poker looked pretty good, but if I asked them in the past, would they ignore me?  I'm not sure about that!  In front of a pile of building blocks on the other side, there is an uncle who looks about forty or fifty years old. If he can play with building blocks, maybe he can talk to me!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?Go on, but I can¡¯t ask anything, she doesn¡¯t answer me at all, it seems that I can only find the next target!

    I turned my head and looked around. A few people who were playing poker looked pretty good, but if I asked them in the past, would they ignore me?  I'm not sure about that!  In front of a pile of building blocks on the other side, there is an uncle who looks about forty or fifty years old. If he can play with building blocks, maybe he can talk to me!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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